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Erwin Smith, the commander of the Scouts Regiment, always has a lot on his plate. He has bodies that follow him everywhere he goes, and even though he keeps a cold and detached heart so he doesn’t let the guilt eat at him, he can’t stop the dreams that plague him at night. 

But that’s where you come in, every single time. You had been Erwin’s wife for four years, and you helped ease his worries. When he wasn’t with you, he could never sleep or properly rest, but when he came home to see you barefoot in the kitchen, all his worries lifted. After missions, he was always looking forward to seeing you at home. Today was no exception. 

He came home, hung up his commander jacket, and walked in to see you cooking dinner. You didn’t hear him at first, and he didn’t interrupt you. He leaned against the door frame, admiring you. He couldn’t fight the small smile on his lips as you danced lightly at the stove. He moved behind you, wrapped his arms around your waist tightly, and buried his face into your neck.

You got startled, not expecting him home so soon, but you set the wooden spoon down and wrapped an arm around his neck, stroking his hair slightly. He sighed softly. 

“I’m home,” he said. It was a late announcement, but you didn’t mind.

“I see that, how was the mission?” you asked, careful with your words. He stayed silent, his arms tightened around your waist. 

“Lost some men again, some got hurt. You know how it goes. You know, I don’t want to talk about it.”

“I won’t push it then. Go wash up, dinner is almost ready,” he nodded. He pulled himself away, and you tilted your head up, and he leaned down pressing a small kiss to your lips. He parted before going to get washed up. 

You focused on finishing dinner and setting the table, so it’s ready for when he gets out of the bath. After fifteen minutes, he emerged from the bathroom, and the house was heavy with the savory scent of rich and hearty meat. 

“Smells delicious,” he said as he took his seat. 

You smiled at him and set his plate down in front of him. You kissed his temple before sitting across from him.

“Well, eat up. I know you must be hungry. Afterwards, we can relax in bed.” 

“Thank you,” it wasn’t just for the food but for everything that you did for him. He wasn’t the most romantic or the most emotional, but you always dealt with it, and he was forever grateful. He loved you so much, and he tried to show it. 

You both ate in silence; it wasn’t uncomfortable, and it wasn’t because you guys didn’t have anything to say. But words weren’t needed between you two; the glances, the small smiles, it was enough for the two of you. 

Once dinner was done, you began to clean the dishes, but he pulled you to him. 

“Leave them, I need you now.” 

Those words were all you needed to hear to forget the chores. You both fell into the bed, and he crawled on top of you. He lay his head on your chest, sighing softly. His arms were around your waist again. He pressed kisses to the top of the shirt before nuzzling his face against you. You stroked his hair; the feeling soothed all of his stress, worries, and problems. 

“I needed this for so long, with you, everything becomes better.” 

“I will always be there, even when I am not there physically.”

“Promise?” He mumbled. The men and women under him would never in a million years see him like this. He was a fierce commander to them, but with you, it was different. He let down every single wall, bathing in your warmth and love that you gave him. 

“I already did, when he said our vows. But I promise, I swear I will never walk away, even when the world turns its back on you, I will always be by your side.”

“Thank you.”

“You don’t need to thank me, I love you so much.” 

He looked up at you and pressed a kiss to your lips. You returned the kiss, tangling your hands into his hair, and he pressed his hands flat against the bed and lifted himself off of you. 

The kiss started off sweet and gentle, but it got deeper and more passionate. Your heart began racing as you moved your arms to hug his neck instead of his hair. He broke the kiss and sat back on his knees. He looked down at you, his hands trailing up and down your body. His hands slipped under your shirt before lifting it up. He placed kisses against your chest and down your stomach. 

“My beautiful wife,” he mumbled.

You arched your back against him, and you let a small moan out. He took his time with you, just pressing kisses against your skin. Sometimes, he would trail his tongue against your skin, making you shiver.

“Don’t tease me,” you mumbled softly. 

“Patience, darling.” He said softly and removed your shirt completely. He was never a man who rushed things, carefully planning and thinking things all the way through. It didn’t matter if it was a battle or in the bedroom. And he has thoroughly planned out what he was going to do with you tonight. 

He went back to kissing you deeply, his hands moved to your breasts, and he gave them a gentle squeeze. He slipped his tongue into your mouth, claiming dominance, before pinching your nipple. 

You found yourself whimpering against his lips; the sound drove him crazy. He bit your bottom lip, his hand moving from your breast, and moved down to your skirt, pushing it down along with your underwear. His lips never left yours, as his middle finger trailed over your entrance, gathering the witness, before pushing it inside of you. 

“Erwin,” you moaned softly. It has been a while since either of you has done this, since he was busy with the scouts. He cursed softly, thrusting his finger inside of you. He added a second and third, pushing his tongue into your mouth to silence your moans and whimpers. 

You gripped his hair, trying to calm down. You had been needing him in this way for a while now, but now that you had him, it only drove you crazier. You needed him, and he knew that. But he wasn’t going to give you what you want, not right away anyway. 

“Shh…” he whispered against your lips. “Just feel.” 

His thumb pressed against your clit, causing you to arch your back again. He rubbed your clit with more pressure while fingering you. He scissored you to stretch you, prepping you for what you really wanted. 

“He broke the kiss and trailed his lips to your neck, sucking, nipping, and leaving his mark. You fought back a loud moan, but he pulled his fingers out. It made you whine, but he pecked your lips.

“Erwin, I was close…” 

“I know, but not this year. You know you aren’t allowed to cum on anything but my cock.” 

Your cheeks burned red, but you nodded.

“Good,” he gripped, removed his shirt, and pants. When you tried to touch him, he swatted your hand away. You huffed, and he gripped your chin, making you look at him. You were going to whine, but he cut you off.

“Don’t give me attitude, or you will go to bed like this.”

You snapped your mouth shut. You knew he was serious; he would definitely make you go to bed needy and not give you what you want if you misbehaved. You nodded, and he pecked your lips gently. 

He spread your legs apart without your resistance. He tapped his cock against your cunt, smearing your juices around on his cock. He would teasingly put the head in before pulling back, causing you to moan and whine. Erwin would occasionally tap it on your clit before pushing the head into you again, before pulling out. This time, he would tease you; he would push it in inch by inch before withdrawing. 

He was driving you crazy, and you were squirming and whining. 

“Please, Erwin, I need you. I can’t wait any longer…” You were reduced to begging for his cock. That had him letting a small smirk grace his lips. Without warning, he pushed every single inch into you. He grunted softly.

“So tight, and warm. I missed this,” he mumbled. He gripped your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your skin, as he slammed into you the rest of the way before staying still.

The sudden fullness you felt had you crying out in surprise since you weren’t expecting him to slam into you. You gripped the sheets, and he cursed as you tightened around him. He leaned down, kissing you sweetly. 

“Shh, it’s okay… are you okay?” He mumbled against your lips. Your legs wrapped around his waist, nodding. He began to shallowly thrust into you, moaning softly. 

“Erwin, feel so full.” 

“Good, feel all of me. You should always feel full of me, or else I am not doing what I should be doing.” He mumbled. He thrust, he would pull almost all the way out, only to thrust back in hard. The feeling was overwhelming as your eyes rolled back, and he parted his legs further.

“Erwin, Erwin! Harder, please,” you begged, and he gave you exactly what you wanted this time without teasing. He picked up the pace, going faster, harder, and deeper. Your knuckles paled as you gripped the sheets as he tossed your legs over his shoulders. 

“That’s it, take it. Take all of me, love…” He practically folded you in half, so he could kiss you while thrusting into you with your legs over his shoulders. You cried out as he hit a spot in you that made you see stars. 

He captured the scream you were going to let out by placing his lips on yours. You sobbed softly and gripped his shoulders tighter. You squirmed and whimpered softly. He was deep, too deep, you felt that familiar warmth, and without warning, you came all over him. He felt your walls tighten slightly, and he slammed in once more, holding the position.

“Do me a favor, darling…” He mumbled. You barely could respond, but nodded. “Get pregnant for me.” With that, he released deep inside you. You shudder, and he grunts, biting your neck hard. Marking you once again. He stayed still until he felt empty, then he pulled out. He rolled over onto his side, panting slightly. You were trying to recover as he pulled you close, stroking your stomach. 

He doesn’t know why he told you to get pregnant, or where that thought even came from, but he wasn’t opposed to it. In fact, deep down, he wanted it a lot. He stroked your hair gently as you came back to reality. He pressed kisses to the top of your head. 

Once you finally came down, you realized what he said before he came inside you.

“You may get your wish…” You mumbled softly against his chest.

“Hmm?” 

“I’m ovulating, it wasn’t a safe time.”

“Good, all the better. It’s about time we have a family of our own now.” 

You smiled, nodding. You both fell asleep holding each other, hoping that his seed would take root inside you. 

The town square lively with the spirit of Halloween. Strings of orange lanterns and lights hung between the lamp posts, the chilly  air rustled through the autumn leaves. It was October 2, and the autumn festival was happening. You took a deep breath of hair, pulling your scarf closer to your face. Your breath curled up into the air, a shiver from the cold causing intake a sharp breath. Your sweater hugged your figure snugged. You were currently in a pumpkin patch, looking for the best pumpkin to carve.

You kneeled down to examine a particular large one, but you heard a familiar deep voice from behind. 

“Need help lifting that?” 

You turned around to see Reiner, his broad frame towering over you. His sharp jawline softened as he gave you that friendly smile tugging on his lips. You couldn’t help but smile brightly as he wasted no time in lifting the large pumpkin for you, he was already hold one for himself. 

Your heart raced at his closeness, he always made you feel butterflies with the way he looked at you. You two weren’t together yet, no, but the way he made your heart flutter had you falling in love with him again. 

“Thank you, Reiner, I didn’t know you enjoyed pumpkin patches,” you said after a silence of admiring how his muscles filled out his jacket. Your cheeks were pink but you could easily blame that on the chilly day. 

Reiner grinned as he caught her eyes trailing over him. He effortlessly carried the pumpkins as they walked out of the pumpkin patch side by side. You felt your cheeks warm at his close proximity. 

“You know, I have to admit that sweater dress looks really good on you,” Reiner’s voice broke the comfortable silence between the two of you. You looked up at him surprised before looking down at the dress.

“You think so? I thought maybe it was a bit too tight and didn’t flatter me at all.”

“Nonsense, I think this has to be my favorite thing on you.”

Your heart thumped in your chest at his compliment. If your cheeks weren’t red because of the cool air before, they were a dark red now. 

When you arrived at your small, cozy apartment, Reiner walked in and sitting the pumpkins down on the kitchen table. He has been to your place multiple times before. So this was nothing new, but the way he was looking at you had you a bit nervous. He walked closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. 

“We should carve the pumpkins together,” his fingers traced against your sides gently squeezing your love handles. You tensed under his hold, but nodded your head. You weren’t use to affection not from someone like him, who was just so handsome. He smiled brightly at you and went through your drawers grabbing the things you needed including a large sheet of paper to avoid a huge mess on the table. 

You both sat at the table, carving the pumpkins. You two were side by side, his arms brushing against yours occasionally. Suddenly, Reiner broke the silence again, and you looked up at him.

“You know,” Reiner began, his deep voice was serious but held something else, “you don’t have to hide. Not from me anyway.”

You looked at him confused on what he meant, setting the knife down. “Hide what?”

He put his knife down and turned his large frame to you. “You. You don’t need to cover up or try and hide yourself, you are beautiful just the way you are.” 

Your breath was caught in your throat at his words. You had been a bit self conscious about your body, trying to lose more weight, hide it under bigger clothes. Some clothes, like this sweater naturally fit a bit tighter. 

Reiner stared at you with so much, admiration and sincerity it made you feel seen like never before. 

“I—” you started, but the words wouldn’t come out. Instead you felt a wave of emotion, warmth spreading through your entire body. 

Reiner leaned closer to you, his large hand gently reaching for yours. His fingers laced with yours before pulling you into his lap. His touch was gentle as if you were made of glass. He was always gentle with you but this time, he was even more gentle. 

He leaned in capturing your lips with his in a gentle and passionate kiss, You gasped softly, gripping his shirt gently. You leaned more into the kiss, sighing softly. The size difference between the two of you was more apparent as your plush body pressed against his larger solid frame, but you didn’t feel out of place. You felt welcomed. Reiner’s strong arms wrapped around your waist pulling you closer, he suddenly stood up, picking you up with ease. 

You couldn’t help but let a small gasp out as he picked you up, he carried you to your bedroom and laid you down on the bed. He removed his shirt, his muscles rippling from the movement, your eyes trailed over his form. This was really happening, and he looked down at you. He removed his pants, before crawling onto the bed. His erection strained against his boxers. 

“Can I remove this off of you?” 

“Yes, you can…” You voice was breathless as his hands moved up to the hem of your sweater dress, pulling it over your head. You felt a bit self conscious of your body, but Reiner was breathless. Looking down at you.

“Fuck, you are so beautiful. How can you not see that?” He mumbled, leaning down and kissing you deeply. You kissed back hugging his neck, as his hands roamed over your body. 

His lips trailed over your body, starting at your lips, neck down to the curve of your breasts. He tapped you for you to lift up a bit so you did and he removed your bra. His breath hitched, as he kissed your breasts, swirling his tongue around your nipples. 

“You have no idea, how much I wanted to do this…” He mumbled against your skin. 

“Then do it, Reiner.” 

Reiner didn’t need to be told twice, his mouth stayed on your skin tracing every dip of your body, kissing down every curve. When he got to your panties, he pulled them down your legs, and spread your legs.

“You look and smell so delicious…” he grumbled, wasting no time in diving in. 

“Of fuck, Reiner…” You moaned loudly, as he delve his tongue deep inside you moaning. He held your waist tightly, trying to bury his face deeper into your cunt. You gripped his hair, your back arching off the bed. 

Every breath, and moan that left your lips had Reiner eating you out faster. He was addicted, and he didn’t want to stop, not yet, not when he had you melting underneath him. You felt your orgasm building in the pit of your stomach.

“Reiner, nngh, so close… please don’t stop,” you begged.

“Don’t worry, have no intentions too…” he mumbled against your folds. He sucked on your clit, bringing it into his mouth. That action alone had you coming completely undone. Your body shook under him, and you whimpered softly. He pulled away, licking his lips after drinking up your juices.

He leaned up and pressed his lips against yours gently. You could taste yourself on his lips, and you didn’t mind it. Your hands trailed down his muscular chest, before tugging his boxers down. His erection sprung free, and you wrapped your hands around him and he cursed silently. 

“I need to be inside you…” Reiner said, and you nodded.

“Okay,” you said softly. He took his cock into his hand and rubbed it against your pussy lips. He slowly pushed deep inside you, slowly. His size had you arching your back the stretch burned but in the best way possible.

“So, tight… fuck, you feel so good around me, (Y/N),” Reiner grunted. He leaned forward, his forehead pressed against yours. It was taking everything in him to not thrust into you, he was a big guy and even though he so badly wanted to fuck you hard and relentless, he cared about you too much to act on it unless you asked. 

“Reiner, so big, feel so full. Please, move, need you to move…” You whimpered, hugging his shoulders. He started off slow, thrusting his hips slowly inside of you. He sighed softly. But your moans spur him on, and soon he was gripping your thick thighs, and thrusting into you hard and fast. 

Your knuckles began to turn white from gripping the sheets, crying out his name. He loved the way your stomach and thighs jiggled with each harsh thrust inside of you. It made something snapped inside of him. 

He went faster, practically folding you in half. He couldn’t help but groan softly and kiss you deeply. 

“Fuck, fuck! Wait, slow down!” You cried out, but Reiner’s grip on you kept you still. His balls were hitting your ass, and the he suddenly had a thought. He loved how soft you were, your stomach. 

“Fuck, I am gonna get you pregnant. Please say yes, please say I can cum inside.” 

That thought had you crying out, you wanted it. You wanted him to fill you to the brim and get you pregnant.

“Reiner, yes, please… I want it, I want all of it.” 

Reiner took your legs, putting them to the side of your head, folding you successfully. You didn’t even know you could be bent like that because of your size, but Reiner made you feel tiny compared to him. 

Not long after he slammed into you completely and stilled. Spurts of cum filled you and you came hard at the feeling. You shook from the pleasure of being filled by Reiner. He didn’t pull out completely yet wanting it to stick.

He let your legs down, and leaned down pecking your lips. 

“Next year around this time, we will have a baby to dress up.” He mumbled softly against your lips. He held your plump body against his, not letting you pull away from him. You didn’t want to pull away anyway, the thought had you glowing with a smile.

“We can all go to the pumpkin patch together, dress the baby in a cute little pumpkin outfit.” 

“I am gonna have to work harder to provide for you and the baby, make you my little stay at home wife…” He nuzzled you. “Maybe keep you pregnant and full of me, so if you do decide to lose weight I still get to have your plump body to myself.”

You couldn’t help but laugh softly, pecking his lips gently.

Reiner’s arms wrapped around your waist as he buried his face into your neck.. You had been cleaning the kitchen, and he felt lonely, needing you by his side.

 “My love, come to bed, I want to hold you,” he mumbled softly against your neck. You relaxed in his hold, dropping the dish rag into the sink, and turned around in his arms, just as he began to place small kisses against your neck. It made you giggle because it was slightly ticklish. 

“Alright, let’s go to bed then,” you said with a smile. He didn’t let you go as you two made your way to the bedroom. He tugged you down onto the bed and against his chest. He buried his face into your hair, inhaling the scent of your shampoo.

“This is perfect now,” he mumbled. You let a small laugh, and tilt your head up to press a kiss to his lips. His large hand cupped your cheek and deepened the kiss. No words were exchanged, none were needed when you two began making out because you both understood what the other’s heart wanted to say in that moment. 

You parted your lips, allowing him to deepen the kiss further. It grew more passionate with the need to hold each other as close as two could possibly get. He rolled over, swapping positions with you, so he was hovering over you so he could take control as the passion grew more heated, and the room got too hot for clothes. 

You helped each other strip out of clothes, his hands roaming over your sides. He broke the kiss and began to trail them down your neck, leaving marks on the way down. Your soft moans filled the room as he took one nipple in between his lips, giving it a suck. 

“My princess, I love you so much,” he mumbled against your nipple before trailing kisses down your stomach, looking up at you.

“I love you too, Reiner…” You were breathless, his touch was gentle, worshipping your body like you were his goddess. In a sense, you were; he needed you in his life and would do anything for you.

“I need your love, can I?”

“Yes, please, I need you too,” you whispered. He positioned himself between your legs and began to push in. You arched your back off the bed, and your eyes rolled back as you gasped softly. 

“Oh… Reiner,” he was stretching you out. It felt so good that he held your waist tightly as he bottomed out. He stayed still for only a few moments, allowing you to adjust to his size. After a few minutes, he slowly began to thrust into you; it was gentle and loving. He didn’t want to rush this; he wanted to take his time. 

“So tight, so warm,” he moaned. He never got used to this, and he loved it. Every time that he slid in, it felt like the first time. 

You found yourself gripping the sheets tightly, arching your back in pleasure. 

“Faster, please…” You begged, and he couldn’t resist you. He wanted to take his time, but with you begging, he couldn’t deny you what you wanted.

“You are so pretty when you beg me to go faster. I was planning to take my time.”

He leaned down, kissing you deeply, as he began to speed up the pace of his thrusts. The stretch, the feeling of him reaching places that made your eyes roll back, had your mouth falling open in shock and pure bliss. He went deeper inside you as he pushed his tongue into your mouth, deepening the kiss. He swallowed every moan as he slammed his hips against you. 

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he moaned. He moved from your lips and bit your shoulder so he wouldn’t moan so loud. 

“C-Cumming!” You cried out, your walls tightened around him as you reached your orgasm. He didn’t stop, thrusting into you, chasing his own release. He grunted and gripped your thighs, holding them apart. He felt his release crash into him, and he pushed deeper inside you and stayed still. He pumped his cum deep inside you, causing you to shudder. Once he finished releasing, he pulled out and collapsed beside you. 

The air in the room still buzzed with the residual energy of the moment you guys shared. The smell of sex and sweat fills it. Neither of you has bothered to shower yet. He simply pulled you into his arms, and you both fell asleep like that. Bathing in each other’s warmth.

You were his little tragedy, someone that he has become so obsessed with. Kazutora Hanamiya has never thought about girls that way, since he had let his hatred for Manjiro Sano. But seeing you at this Halloween party, in that little tiger costume, had Kazutora forget everything else. His eyes stayed locked on you the entire time that you guys were at the party. Whenever a guy got too close to you, jealousy blinded him. He wanted to kill anyone who even dared look at you. 

You felt someone’s eyes on you, but you couldn’t figure out who it could be since the party was packed. Music blared through the house, providing a eerie feeling. So many people were wearing costumes and masks. You shook the feeling off as you being paranoid. You decided to entertain yourself by walking through haunted area which was located near the woods. 

You walked out the house unaware of the shadow following you at a distance. The woods were filled with fog, and Halloween decorations. Fake spiders, fake bats, fake spiderwebs. Some people jumped out at you causing you to let a small scream before laughing when you heard them laugh. Throughout the woods would be random people working the haunted woods prepared to scare anyone brave enough to walk through. You turned down a path, it got spookier, and there was virtually no one down this path. 

You hesitated for a moment debating on if you wanted to go down this path. It looked like it was part of the path since it was decorated and such. Shrugging, you turned down the path, but the deeper you went the more eerie it got. Plus, you still felt like someone was watching you. No one jumped out at you, pretended to grab you. It was just dog everywhere, this fog looked more real then the one coming from the fog machine. 

You stopped, and hugged yourself. You were shaking slightly, looking around. Suddenly, someone wrapped their arms around your waist. You let a scream out, but they covered your mouth. They put a rag over your mouth, as you inhaled. You slowly began to get drowsy, and confused. You realized it was a fast acting drug. Your eyes fluttered closed, and you fell limp in your attacker’s arms. 

Kazutora’s eyes darkened as he witnessed the attack, he was suppose to be the one drugging you, not some no name guy. He watched as the guy held you close, his hands touching you. He felt his anger rise, and he walked silently behind the guy, gripping his knife. The guy turned around, and saw Kazutora.

“You should leave, this isn’t part of the path.” The guy said, and Kazutora tilted his head, a crazed look in his eyes. 

“You have something that is mine,” Kazutora’s voice was low and threatening.

The guy looked down at your unconscious body before at Kazutora. The guy started laughing.

“She is single, belongs to no one. But I am willing to sh—” the guy was cut off, and his blue eyes trailed down to his stomach. He dropped you to the ground, as he covered the wound. 

Kazutora had stabbed him, and he was now bleeding. He yelled, but it was drowned out by the screams of the haunted path. Kazutora watched as the guy looked at him with horror. Kazutora shoved him to the ground, and began to stab him repeatedly. He had a crazed look in his eyes as he murdered the man that dared laid his hands on you. The knife plunged deep into the guy multiple times. 

Once the man was dead, Kazutora stepped back off of the guy. He looked down at you before grabbing the man who drugged you, and dragged him away, Once he disposed of the body, he came back for you, still unconscious on the ground. He lifted you up with ease, and put you over his shoulder.

He walked you to his car, taking the longer route to avoid the crowds since you were drugged and he was covered in blood. He wanted to avoid any and all attention. When he got to his car, he placed you in the back seat, and started to drive off to his house. 

You woke up groggy, and disoriented. You slowly sat up in bed, the effects of the drug slowly Waring away. But the moment it did, you panicked because you didn’t recognize the room you were in. 

Did the person who drug me bring me to his place? I have to get out of here…

The door began to slowly creek open, and you looked up. You didn’t recognize the guy, but he was carrying some water, and medicine.

“I brought you some medicine, the guy who drugged you, you won’t have to worry about him anymore.”

“You… didn’t drug me?”

“No.” Kazutora said, walking closer handing you the medicine. 

You couldn’t put your finger on it, but this guy had an unsettling aura about him. You hesitated but took the medicine and drank the water but only in small sips. 

His eyes stared at you, as he sat on the bed, stroking your hair out of your face. He didn’t look away, like he was staring into your soul and it sent shivers down your spine. 

“You are so beautiful,” he mumbled, nuzzling your neck. You tensed up when he did that, not liking the way it felt. 

His arms tightened around you, and you tri ed to get out of his hold but he refused to let you go. He sigh softly, before looking up at you, glaring.

“Don’t. Move.” 

You nodded unable to find your voice, and he went back to nuzzling your neck. His hands began to roam your body. You couldn’t help but squirm in his hold.

“Please, stop. Don’t do this.” 

“Shh, you are mine, I just want to claim what’s mine.” 

“I don’t want this, I don’t even know you,” you tried to say, but he bit down on your neck. 

“My name is Kazutora, and you are mine. No one is allowed to touch you, hurt you, or love you. Only me, got it?” He mumbled, gripping your chin so you were forced to look into his eyes. 

Some sick part of you made your heart beat faster. You never had someone so obsessed with you, you always said you wanted someone obsessed and so in love with you. But you weren’t sure if you meant it literally. 

“I-I have rights, I don’t belong to anyone…” You tried to stand your ground, but he only grinned, shoving you back onto the bed. 

“Is that so? Maybe, I should bring that guy back-”

“No, don’t.” You panicked, you didn’t want the guy who drugged you because something told you the other guy’s intentions weren’t pure if he had to drug you. 

Kazutora only smirked slightly, his eyes trailing over your body. You shuddered as he slowly stripped you of your clothes.

“Don’t worry, I killed him. He can’t come back even if I wanted him too.” He mumbled against your skin. 

That snapped you out of it, and you went to shove Kazutora off of you but he caught your hands in his.

“You did what?!”

“Come on princess, don’t be so upset… he was going to literally hurt you. I simply did my duties to protect you… my little tragedy.” 

Your hands were shaking in his, your heart was racing and he grinned pushing his lips against yours.

“I said it already. You. Are. Mine. Do you understand?” He growled lowly, and you slowly nodded your head.

“Good,” he got up from the bed. He had plans to officially make your body his, but considering that he wants you more willing he decided to wait.

“Gonna go make you breakfast, don’t try to stand up the drug he gave you will make you all wobbly. Don’t want you falling.” He turned to the door but you spoke up.

“I don’t want to stay in here. I can walk.”

“No you can’t.”

“Yes, I can…” 

You were stubborn, and Kazutora’s jaw clenched slightly. He watched as you got out of bed and as he expected your legs gave out. He caught you, picking you up bridal style. He carried you to the kitchen.

“I told you the drug’s effects was still lingering.” 

“I—” 

“You are so troublesome…” Even though he said this, he didn’t mind it. He leaned down kissing you. You turned your head, and he growled.

“Will I get to go home?”

“No.”

“This is kidnapping.”

“I don’t care, I murdered a man, multiple men, do you think I care about kidnapping?”

“Are… you going to hurt me?”

“Yes, in the best way possible.” He looked down at you, and a shiver ran down your spine. 

“Just not right now, only when the drug wares off.” 

“Oh…”

At first you thought you were going crazy — there was a shadow in your peripheral vision, the cold draft on a still night. No one would be that interested with you, right? Wrong. He wasn’t just stalking you — he was haunting you, a figure that followed your every step, protecting you in ways you never asked for.

But on October 1, 2024, it all became clear. You had returned to your home after a very long shift. Your boss made you work a double only one break. You were soaked to the bone from the sudden down pour. As you stepped into your house, a wave of warm air and the scent of your favorite meal hit you. It was comforting at first, but then red alarms went off in your head. You lived alone. No family. No friends. No one to cook you a meal. Lightening flashed outside of the windows, casting a twisted shadows on the floor. On the stove sat a pot of chili, still warm, and beside it was a note. 

“I know you had a hard day. I made you chili, don’t worry it’s safe to eat. Rest well, love. <3 – Yours Always. 

A chill ran down your spine, and you checked every room in the house, but there was no sign of an intruder — no sign of forced entry either. Just the presence of something dark. You felt a pair of eyes on you the entire time, but no one was there. 

What made you realize you probably needed psychological help though wasn’t because of fear. For some reason, you felt safe and comforted. You went to reach for your phone to call the police, but a message buzzed across your screen: 

Unknown: Don’t call the cops. I won’t hurt you. I’m here because I care for you. I love you. 

You: Who are you? What do you want from me? 

Your hands trembled holding your phone, falling into a chair in the kitchen. 

Unknown: Just a man in love with you, Someone who wants to protect you. I can’t reveal myself, once I do, you’ll never be free from me. 

You: Reveal yourself. 

No reply came that night, but the next day you woke up, something had shifted. You walked out of your bedroom after getting ready for work. You went to the kitchen to grab your keys but you froze. You found a bouquet of flowers on the counter, and inside the flowers was another note, and a black card. You know the card that has no limit? Yeah that was there and in it was engraved your name in gold lettering. You picked up the note and read it.

“Don’t worry about work. Your boss won’t be a problem anymore. I’ll take care of you from now on, my love.” 

Fear swirled in the pit of your stomach, and you had a strong urge to turn on the news. So you rushed to your living room, and turned it on. The news headline scream: Local Man Found Dead in an Office Fire — Foul Play Suspected. Your phone buzzed again, and you shakily opened the message.

Unknown: Don’t be sad. I don’t mean to scare you, But he confessed that he was going to hurt you. Now, he can’t. I won’t let anyone harm you.

You took in a deep breath, you didn’t know how to respond. You just stared at the message, tears falling from your eyes. You looked back at the new, quickly turning it off unable to stomach such a thing knowing he died because of you. Your fingers finally moved across the screen.

You: Why? Why would you do this to my job? To my boss? You say he was gonna hurt me but… why?

Unknown: I can’t tell you exactly what he planned to do with you, just know I have access to the black market, and I saw something I didn’t like. No one will hurt the girl that I love. No one. 

You dropped your phone, burying your face into your hands sobbing quietly. You were terrified even though deep down you felt safe around him, he still did something terrible what if one day he turns on you and severely hurt you?

You: How can you love someone you have never met before? 

Unknown: We do know each other, we have known each other for a long time, since we were kids. 

You: When…. can I meet you? I think I deserve who is doing all of these things. 

Unknown: That’s not a good idea, you will never see me the same as you do. But if you really want too, I can reveal myself. But as I said before, you will be mine completely. 

You: Can I atleast know your name?

Unknown: The rules are still the same… are you sure?

You hesitated, if he told you his name or revealed himself, that meant you would be his and only his. That terrified you, but you had to know. 

You: Yes. 

Suddenly, you felt a presence behind you, it was comforting kind of. A cold breath hit the back of your neck. Slowly, you turned around, your heart was pounding in your chest. Standing directly behind your couch was Kakucho. You were raised in the same orphanage as him. Shadows stretched out on the floor, his dual color eyes stared at you one red and one white. He had a grin on his face it was sharp. 

The house lights flickered off, all at once and a candle lit on its own. Your head snapped to the candle before going back to Kakucho. 

His shadows wrapped around your ankles and you gasped as they brought you to him. His arms wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly. He buried his face into your neck, taking a deep breath.

“You smell so good, you always did. Like caramel apples. Like… home.” He whispered against your skin.

“Kakucho?” You whispered. But he wasn’t the same person you knew, he wasn’t even human. He had horns on his head, and the shadows wrapped around you like a warm embrace. 

He stepped further into the room, with you in his arms. The candle light flickered crossed his tanned skin, his clothes was streaked with blood. You could see the outline of something monstrous beneath his human form. 

“You have always belonged to me, I was just simply making it seemed like you had a choice.” His voice was softer then the winds outside. “I have been watching you since we separated and I joined Bonten. It was the only way to protect you from a fate worse than you could imagine. From things that were worse then me.”

“You aren’t human anymore…”

“I was never human,” he said. Your breath hitched and his blood hands brushed against your cheek. His touch was freezing cold. You couldn’t help but flinch. “I killed him for you,” he said, referring to your boss. He leaned down, and pressed his lips against yours. “He was going to do terrible things to you… I couldn’t let that happen.”

“What are you, Kakucho?” 

He gave you a small smile, tilting your head up to meet his eyes. “I am not alive or dead. Just a monster, that was sent to seek havoc on this world, but after meeting you when we were kids, I couldn’t bring myself to do anything to harm you. The closer we got, we became bound together. No matter where you go, where you hide, I will find you. We are stuck together, like the red string of fate. Except this is something much darker. 

He pressed his lips against yours once more, and suddenly you felt exhausted. His cold lips lingered as you faded into a darkness and fell into his arms.

“I love you dear, you will be okay. I promise.”

You have always loved the House of Mirrors, especially during October. It made things that much more exciting. This year, they made the House of Mirrors a lot more difficult to navigate, making it a lot more bigger on the inside. The air inside was thick with a faint yet very sweet scent, like the reside of old cotton candy and stale sweat. No surprise since a lot of people were wearing their costumes already while walking it. 

The House of Mirrors were about to close only excepting a few more people, so you decided to finally go in. You loved going through by yourself, so always waited until everyone was done for the day. You were now wandering through the maze for what felt like hours, your laughter filled the area. But you knew you had to get out of it you hated being one of the last people to hold the employees up. 

The mirrors distorted your reflection, into something different and sometimes grotesque. You stopped laughing, because it never took you long to navigate the house of mirrors, but for some reason, you couldn’t find your way out. You began to feel uneasy, especially since you felt like someone was watching you. It creeped you out, a bit, and you felt around the mirrors, only to run into another dead end. 

Your heart was pounding, shouldn’t the employees be closing this place down? Why haven’t they came in to help you get out? You turned the corner and almost ran into someone’s chest. He was tall with red hair, he looked down at you, tilting his head to the side. The stare he gave you, sent shivers up your spine. 

“Uhm, sorry, just trying to get out,” you said. You didn’t know that someone else was in here with you. You were pretty sure everyone else had left before you came in. Did he come in after you? 

That can’t be right, the employees said I would be the last.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said. He took a step closer to you, which you took a step back, your back hitting the glass. He stroked your hair out of your face, with a wide grin on his face. One that set off alarm bells. 

“Do you not remember me, (Y/N)?” He asked, and you tensed up confused.

“Wha-?”

“It’s me Tendou, you use to stand up for me in elementary school when I was bullied.” 

Your eyes widened, you had no idea that he would remember you from so long ago since you guys haven’t seen each other since elementary school. 

“That was so long ago, you shouldn’t remember me from that long ago.”

“Well, I do. I will never forget you, that is why I have been watching you every single day since we parted ways.”

“You what?” You were horrified, his smile creeped upon his face and you pushed him away. When he stumbled back, and you tried to get away, creating distance between you and him while in the house of mirrors. 

He laughed, the sound bouncing off of the glass. 

“You don’t have to be scared of me, (Y/N),” he singsonged. His voice held a mocking tone in there as he began walking through the house of mirrors. “I love you, very much. You are mine.” 

You ran into a mirror face first, not realizing it was a dead end. You forgot you had to have your hands out in front, but you were trying to get away from Tendou.

“I have been watching you for a long time, making sure no one hurt you. Anyone who tried to get close to you, well they disappeared.” 

You let a whimper out as his laughter got louder, which meant he got closer. It didn’t help you could see his reflection in the mirrors, so you had no idea where he was because he surrounded you. 

You tried to find the exit faster, the faster you did the more safe you would be. But for once in your life, you wished they didn’t make the mirror maze larger. Now you can’t figure out how to get out and stuck in this place with your stalker. 

You turned down a mirror and ran right into his chest. He wrapped his arms around you, leaning down to your ear.

“Gotcha.” He grinned, and you struggled as he turned you around to face the mirrors, keeping his eyes on yours. His body pressed against yours that left no room for escape. He held you against him firmly, placing his head on your shoulder. 

“Don’t you see? This is where you belong with me… every ex you ever had disappeared because of me. I don’t like to share the things I love.” 

His hands trailed over your body, as he buried his face into your neck. His teeth grazed the skin, causing your breath to hitch slightly. 

“Please, Tendou… stop. I don’t want this.” You said, but your heart was racing, you were scared and deep down you got off on the fear, that part always made you sick. 

“That’s okay, you will want it. You are gonna beg me soon enough to give you what you really want.” 

He yanked your dress down without another word, exposing your breasts to the coolness of the building. Your nipples hardened and you gasped shuddering, your cheeks rising up. Every mirror reflected back to you, as he tossed your dress to the side.

“No bra? How naughty…” he mumbled, kissing your shoulders, his hands trailed down your stomach, and cupped your cunt through your panties. 

You squeezed your eyes shut, embarrassed, mortified. What if one of the workers came in? They would see you exposed. Your panties began to soak at the thought though.

“Open your eyes, look at how beautiful your body is. How beautiful you look when I bring you pleasure.” His voice dripped with a venomous adoration, and it took every ounce of willpower not to scream. If you screamed someone may come in and see you like this. 

His fingers trailed inside your panties, feeling just how wet you were. He sucked on your neck, his eyes meeting yours in the mirror. His free hand began to twist your nipples, causing your head to fall back and moan. Your legs began to tremble, your body betraying you.

Your mind was screaming to stop, but your body was begging for more. They were contradicting each other, and it was like Tendou knew that. He pressed harder against your clit, rubbing your clit harder, but in slow circles that made you buck your hips against his hands involuntarily. The mirrors reflected the humiliation, but you couldn’t take your eyes off of them. 

One thing Tendou was right about, you were a beautiful… a beautiful mess that is.

“So beautiful, and perfect.” He bit your shoulder, marking you as his. He yanked your panties down, so you were completely naked in front of the hundreds of mirrors.  One arm left you, and he unzipped his pants, and you knew what was coming next. He pressed you against the cool glass and thrust into you. 

You cried out in pleasure, your body had already been craving something thicker and longer then his fingers.

“Moan my name, (Y/N). Let me hear how good I make you feel.”

You sobbed out, as he kept you firmly pressed against the glass.

“Tendou!” You moaned out as he hit that spot in you that made you see stars. He tangled his hands in your hair, tilting your head back. the mirrors on the ceiling only heightened the embarrassment as you saw his hips thrusting and out of you at a fast pace.

“Oh fuck! Tendou!”

Your moans only spurred him on, making him thrust into you harder and faster. The sound of skin slapping against each other filled the House of Mirrors. His grunts mixed with your moans was loud and if anyone walked in, there would be no doubt people would know what was happening. 

You were so tight, that Tendou couldn’t help but press his body against your back, pushing as deep as he could before cumming deep inside you. This triggered your own orgasm, and you cried out.

“No, no, no… I am not… no.” You panicked, realizing he wasn’t protected but it was too late and teh deed was already done.

“Too late, but you are mine now. So it’s okay…” He kissed below your ear, and pulled out. He helped you dressed before picking you up and carrying you to his car.

October 3, and the sun was setting behind the trees. It was chilly, and your sharp breaths filled the air around you. You were lost in a corn field, and no one has came to find you. It was a maze and normally if someone couldn’t get out the security guards would come and find them, but that wasn’t the case. You had been stuck in these fields since this afternoon and it was already getting dark. It was silent, showing that everyone had went home for the day. 

This didn’t help your anxiety, your heart was racing, blood rushing in your ears. The sound of crunching leaves could be heard from behind you. Your wanted to cry in relief when you turned around. 

“Hello? I am over here, I am lost…” You called out, hoping to get the security guard’s attention. But it was silent, no response. Which was odd because you could hear the rustling, behind the corn. 

“Hello?” You asked a bit unsure now, you wanted to walk closer but something told you to run. Your survival instinct is what told you to run. The rustling started to get closer, and you no longer felt relieved. You slowly began to back away from, fear nipping at your heart. The shadows cast by the setting sun did not make this any more fun. In fact it made this corn maze even more scary. 

A distant, mocking laughter broke through the stillness. You looked around, the laughing sent chills that implanted themselves in your bones. That laughter wasn’t human at all. You don’t know who it was or what it was but you realized you weren’t safe. 

You began to run in any direction away from the rustling sounds of the corn, but a deep, cruel voice that was filled with twisted pleasure filled the corn maze. 

“Run, run, little mouse,” his voice purred from somewhere behind. You continued to run, taking different twists and turns trying to get away, but no matter where you ran it felt like it was right behind you. “If I catch you, little mouse, I fuck you.” 

Your legs burned from sprinting, your lungs began to scream for air, but you knew you had to keep going. The fear that filled your entire being was your motivation. Every turn to see to lead you deeper into the maze, and not closer to the exit. The maze stretched on suffocating and endless, like it was designed to trap you. 

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the corn, bending the stalks. It carried a faint scent of smoke and sulfur. Whatever was chasing you, was near. You could feel his presence and it was suffocating. You let a quiet sob out as you tripped around the corner, and to your horror, it was a dead end. 

“Little mouse…. why do you bother to run?” His voice taunted, and you covered your mouth backing up against the dead end. On the other end, stood in front of you was your classmate from school… Hanamiya Makoto, but his voice was much more sinister and you almost didn’t recognize him. 

“Found you…”

“H-Hanamiya, please… Stop, you are scaring me,” you said, your voice broke. He laughed, moving closer to you. He didn’t try and hide the fact he was enjoying this chase. 

“That’s point, you are mine now.” 

You shook your head, begging for him to stop but he was soon behind you. He had one hand on your waist, and the other on your arm, to prevent you from moving. He moved fast, inhumanly possible.

“You are mine, they offered you up to me.”

“W-What?” 

His nose traced along your neck, inhaling your scent. 

“To stop me from terrorizing the people of this town, they always leave one person here they deem worthy as a sacrifice, and I make them mine. You, little mouse, have been chosen.” 

He nibbled on your neck, and you struggled shaking your head.

“W-What but that’s impossible, wouldn’t people know it’s you? We go to the same school…”

He chuckled darkly, and turned you around to face him. He began to take form of his true self. Your heart felt like it stopped beating, he grew horns on top of his head, wings sprouted from his back. and his hands soon turned into claws. You backed away, but ended up falling in shock. 

He smirked down at you, and leaned his face down close to yours. 

“I am going to keep you alive don’t worry little mouse, you will be my little play thing. That’s all.”

You shook your head, tears filling your eyes. You started to back but Hanamiya grabbed your ankles with his claw like hands, pulling you closer to him. You cried out in surprise as he began to tear your clothes off of your body.

You let out a scream, but no one heard you since the corn field maze was away from society. You struggled against Hanamiya but he held you down, pinning your hands above your head, he leaned down, licking the side of your face. 

Tears streamed down your face as he grind against you, being in his demonic form, only made it that more terrifying. He rubbed his cock along your folds, before thrusting deep inside you. 

“Don’t resist, little mouse…” he growled, his voice was low, sending chills down your spine. “You are mine…” 

You squeezed your eyes shut , trying to block out the horror of what was happening. But Hanamiya wouldn’t let you go. He thrust deep inside you, his demonic presence made the act even more terrifying. You screamed, trying to push him away, but his weight held you down, making you stay still.

“You have a sweet voice,” he purred, he was thrusting his cock in and out of you with a brutal force. “You are definitely my favorite.” 

Your body ached with pain, but he didn’t slow down. He spread your legs wider. allowing him to go much deeper. His claws was digging into your flesh. Every thrust created a squelch, a reminder of your helplessness. Your body was starting to betray you, the natural response of you getting wet with each thrust. 

“Look at me, little mouse,” he commanded, his voice was filled a dark delight. “I want to see your pretty face, as I claim you as mine.” 

Having no choice, you opened your eyes, meeting his gaze that was so dark. His grin widened, as he leaned down and captured your lips in a passionate kiss. He pulled back, his eyes gleaming with a dark satisfaction as he saw the tears rolling down your face. 

Moans were forced past your lips, and you arched your back, whimpering softly. 

“Please, stop…” you sobbed out, your voice was breaking. He was so close to breaking you down the way he wanted to.

“No, you are mine. You will learn to enjoy it,” he leaned down biting your neck. You gasped, your eyes widening as he drew blood from your neck. 

As if a drug, you felt your body heat up and you gasped. It was hot so hot, a fire was burning in the pit of your stomach. You trembled beneath him, as he began to thrust faster, harder inside you. He kept his teeth inside your neck, going at a surreal pace that had you starting to see stars.

It was like you had taken a aphrodisiac which caused you to feel the pleasure instead of the pain that you felt before. It didn’t take long before came, shaking under him. He released inside of you.

“Mine, forever.”

You sobbed softly, your body still felt hot, the release wasn’t enough, and he knew that. 

“Get ready for round two,” he purred. His cock was already hardening inside of you again, causing you to whimper.